[ Sylvain just arches an eyebrow at that demand, because really, Lorenz? ]
I seem to recall getting an adequate kiss from you and then making my departure. You're right about the apology, unless you'd prefer for me to lie to you over a matter I have no remorse over. But you're the one that stalked after me and made a scene, I should be asking you that question.
And I don't supposed you made sure there wasn't another sprig of mistletoe overhead before you stopped me here, either, did you?
[Adequate-!! Lorenz looks up, frowning, because of course he didn't stop to check for mistletoe, he's in a Mood--]
You and I are not friends, nor are we allies, so pardon me for doubting the innocence of your intentions. Any reasonable man in your position would have moved on as soon as he recognized me, and yet!
[So it's the secret conspiracy to humiliate him thing, again. He makes a face then, pointedly not looking at Sylvain. Mmmm mmm, he shouldn't, ugh-]
[ His lips twitch in an effort not to laugh because of course that's the part actually bothering him. ]
We may not be either of those things, but we are at least familiar faces in a sea of strangers. I thought - mistakenly, apparently - that that at least might count as something, but I'll consider myself corrected and not repeat it, then.
[ He's not really miffed, but he's good at playing it, as he releases his hold on Lorenz waist without warning. ]
Trust me, 'adequate' was a compliment. You're going to have to get some more practice in, Lorenz, if you're going to get through this game of theirs. Or at least learn how to pretend to like kissing.
[Oh good, he's finally been let go. He huffs and makes a show of straightening his vest, tugging his sleeve cuffs... Much better. There likely isn't any sense in pointing out how a familiar face is not nearly enough to "count as something," he thinks, so that only earns a grim hmm.]
Your concern for my welfare is so touching. [dry...] Not that it's any of your business, but under the proper circumstances, I enjoy kissing just as well as anyone else.
When you earn a real one, I'll be more convincing about it.
[ Stepping back and away from the other man, that sly smirk remains in place on Sylvain's lips as he props his hands on his hips. ]
So did you chase me down to attempt to improve my poor opinion of your skills or can I just tune the rest of this out and continue on my way now? It's okay, some people get performance anxiety. I promise not to tell anyone.
Ahaha— you know, it's quite reassuring to find that after all these years, you still behave like the lout you were at the Academy. Vapid and one-note all the way down; I was nearly afraid you'd gone through any kind of personal development.
[sorry bud........
Lorenz puffs himself up a bit, giving his hair a little flip. Hmph.]
If you so desperately want me to prove my skills to you, you will have to keep your hands to yourself.
[That's absolutely the handful of food and drink he's had from this awful place talking, but like, just... stand there?]
[ Now those muscled arms get crossed over his chest as Sylvain just gives him a skeptical, unimpressed look. One eyebrow arching upwards again just adds to the entire effect. ]
And this is why you only get an ‘adequate’. You’re not meant to keep your hands to yourself when kissing, you realize? Where did you learn how to do this, with a training dummy?
[ Amusement is still flitting in amber eyes as Lorenz grinds his teeth together. The guy really is way too easy to wind up. How in the name of all that is holy is this guy going to get through a week in a place like this? ]
Ahh, I see. So you want me to imitate the training dummy for you. Got it. Alright, then, Lorenz. Let’s see what you’ve got.
[ He crooks his finger at the other man before deliberately - and dramatically, tucking his hands behind his back and standing there patiently, one corner of his lips quirking upwards in a smirk that definitely holds a hint of a dare in it. ]
Hardly. A training dummy would provide better conversation.
[Ha HA take THAT-- anyway this is absolutely not an admission of kissing a training dummy, don't even start. He ignores the crooked finger for both of their sakes - Sylvain might as well not have hands! It's real! - and steps back in closer, on purpose, considering Sylvain with a slight cant of his head. Perhaps if he pretends Sylvain is still some anonymous redhead...
Whatever. He cups his cheek with one hand, settling his other hand down on his hip - honestly, a little bit just to be annoying about the whole hands thing - and leans in to kiss him before he does something else infuriating like wiggling his eyebrows. It isn't hasty and indignant this time but softer, slower like one might kiss an actual lover.
Let the record show: he's better at kissing when he's not constantly pigtail-pulling and having an episode about mistletoe. Kissing the rude little smirk off Sylvain's face is a bonus, for sure, but mostly Lorenz isn't thinking about that. No, despite it all, it's easy to focus on Sylvain's mouth warm against his.
(Let the record show, 2: ugh, he's going to be so insufferable)]
[ Huh. He actually did it. Sylvain hadn’t actually been sure and honestly, he wouldn’t have been surprised if Lorenz chickened out or just kept coming up with excuses to try and evade this as long as possible.
At least this kiss felt a little bit more like a real kiss. Not that the angry one earlier hadn’t been fun in its own way. But there might just be hope for Lorenz yet.
Sylvain bumps his estimate up to maybe two weeks before Lorenz gets eaten alive by this place, with cautious optimism.
And while he behaves himself and keeps his hands tucked behind him, as he’d been instructed, Sylvain doesn’t need those to continue playing the tease. His tongue brushes playfully against Lorenz’s lips, seeing if he can coax him into deepening this kiss. Loosening up a little more. Maybe doing more with his own hands than just resting one against his hip. ]
[He, Lorenz Hellman Gloucester, a coward?? Perish the thought! Perish as well the thought of this, letting Sylvain provoke him this far, but - well, at least he can prove him wrong about the training dummy.
(It helps, of course, that even without letting Sylvain touch him he still feels that residual bloom of warmth, like earlier—probably a trick of this place, but whatever.)
All things considered. Each piece weighed against the others, and separately. All things thoroughly considered, he... does prefer Sylvain keeping his hands behind his back. Who knew he could listen! So maybe Lorenz does tilt his head just so, and part his lips invitingly, although not without a light hmm against Sylvain's mouth, so he doesn't suddenly become obnoxious about it.
It's certainly preferable to being pestered and mocked about his kissing prowess. Hmph. He slips one hand around to the back of Sylvain's neck and the other up from his hip, actually, to rove a little directionlessly over his chest.]
[ Considering Sylvain much prefers Lorenz with his mouth otherwise occupied, they're both winning here. Sort of.
But just so the other man doesn't think he actually needs his hands for this part, he tips his head slightly to better improve the angle where they meet. Deepening the kiss on his own, he delves in to challenge Lorenz' control of the moment. Putting his considerable skills to use here, because his reputation hadn't all been gossip after all.
And he wants to see if Lorenz will fight back, or get distracted and give in. ]
Now, it would be... weird, for Sylvain to not participate even if he can't use his hands; it would be very strange, and Lorenz acknowledges that, and yet he still feels the press of Sylvain's tongue and assumes that this is another scenario in which every possible response eventually leads to yet another "ha ha silly Gloucester you are so stuck up and unworldly" moment, which.
Well. In his defense, that's already happened here, like, twice. So he pushes back instead, intending to stay in the lead with more heat to the kiss and teeth tugging at Sylvain's lower lip.
Impatiently drumming his fingers on his chest is just the Lorenz Extraness Moment, as a bonus.]
[ Sylvain grins into the kiss - which will probably just convince Lorenz his suspicions were right, but honestly, Sylvain’s more quietly pleased the other man is choosing to challenge him back. In truth, he hadn’t expected it, or if Lorenz did, for it to be another show of temper tantrum like before.
He enjoys the rough edge the man’s added to the kiss, making a soft sound of approval as he, for once, surrenders to it. Letting Lorenz have the win and the control for the moment as he leans into the other man.
Still keeping his hands behind his back, of course. ]
[Oh, it's a tense two seconds for Lorenz, for sure. Sylvain can undoubtedly feel the way he stiffens (and not in the fun way) like he's preparing to nip all this in the bud, the tension going out of him unevenly only when Sylvain, ah- makes little noises and leans into him like that.
It's not what he expects; beyond mockery, he'd have thought Sylvain would only ever want to be blustering on about his many skills by charging on ahead. Hm.
Well, he's learned something new, he supposes. He hums into Sylvain's mouth, like, thoughtfully? He's evaluating even now, weighing the situation at the same time as exploring the inside of Sylvain's mouth. One of them tastes like those gaudy cocktails, maybe both - it's hard to tell.
After a moment Lorenz dips his hand down, fingers tracing Sylvain's chest and around his side to grip one of his wrists. Without pulling away from the kiss he holds for another beat and then taps a finger against Sylvain's hand, pointedly. He may have one hand, for good behavior.]
[ Sylvain doesn't pull away from the kiss, but he does arch an eyebrow as Lorenz tugs on his wrist, trying to interpret that without words. He's assuming the other man wants touched after all.
So without pulling away, he slides it around to lift and cup against the nape of Lorenz' neck. Fingers thread in his hair there, even as he draws him closer again, letting his hold shift the angle slightly. Teeth nip lightly at the man's lip as he gives a thoughtful hum in return. And maybe lets his nails scrape lightly against his scalp as he holds him still to kiss him deeper. ]
[For a moment Lorenz wonders if he'll have to actually say it out loud, or if Sylvain will take the cue-- and then he wonders if Sylvain will immediately ruin this tenuous, mm, nice thing? This is - good. If only because he assumes Sylvain will ruin it on purpose, and he hasn't yet.
But ah, he's with the program, problem averted. And it's not only good-because-no-one-ruined-it, it's good because it's good, the feeling of fingers in his hair and against his scalp sending a shiver through him, undeniably compelling. He slides his fingers up to Sylvain's shirt collar and then dips just barely past it, settling against the column of his throat. Ignore that his hands are a little cold, that just happens.
The thing at the back of his mind that pulls a string taut suspiciously every time Sylvain so much as twitches finally doesn't, for once; Lorenz makes a noise that is... tentative approval, when Sylvain kisses him deeper. He slides his tongue against the other's, licking into his mouth as invitingly as he can muster.]
[ There's a moment of tension in Sylvain's body - not from the coldness of his fingers but rather where they are resting. But when they only settle against there, he makes himself relax again, even if his kiss isn't quite as deep as before. His hands tug in the man's hair though, lightly, but maybe a little demanding now as his tongue slips back in to tease against Lorenz's. Just to see what he will do. ]
[Oh, he's tense; Lorenz wonders briefly if that's apprehension or anticipation, but he lacks the, ah, expertise to be able to tell instinctually. So his hand remains where it is, still save for the lightest brush of his thumb against the other's skin.
The tug in his hair is a lot more clear, at least. He makes a noise, brief and low with the feeling that it would be a little chiding if his mouth wasn't otherwise occupied. Yes, yes, he gets it-- he presses further into Sylvain's mouth, kissing him deeply again, and then - pulls back, to press a kiss to the other's lower lip, then down to his jaw, and on... He's maybe accepting comments now.]
[ That’s probably a mistake. You never like his comments, Lorenz.
…Granted, there’s a very good reason for that.
He hums as he comes up for air, letting that grip in the man’s hair loosen to card fingers through it instead. Nails raking lightly against his scalp. His eyes are a shade darker, but his lips are curved in a familiar grin as he tips his head slightly. It bares his throat to the trail of Lorenz’s lips as it works around a breathy swallow at the feel of his mouth moving across sensitive skin. ]
Hmm. Not bad. Looks like there’s hope for you after all, Lorenz.
[ Yeah, it’s probably a bad idea to let him talk. He can’t seem to help himself when there’s someone he can taunt a reaction out of. ]
[Of course, on cue, there's Sylvain's commentary. Lorenz pauses to sigh shortly against his neck, tipping his head to continue his ministrations anyway. He can multitask between being annoyed and doing this other, less annoying thing.
At least Sylvain has the decency to react to the downward trend of his lips; that's nearly good of him.]
I knew you were incorrigible, of course, [muttered against his skin, this, and punctuated by another kiss,] but I had presumed your dedication to self-sabotage was, hm, unintentional.
[Trying to tick him off while he's being so nice and generous? Sylvain!]
I should have realized from the start that you would deem me mediocre regardless of anything actually observed. That much is my own mistake, I will admit.
[Another sigh! Woe is Lorenz, yet again. And yet he's still giving Sylvain this attention, despite it all.]
[ A fact Sylvain has not at all overlooked. It’s probably partially why he’s still smirking and goading the man even now. ]
Is it self-sabotage when it’s working? [ Don’t try to understand Sylvain logic, that way lies madness. ] And I never said you were mediocre. In fact, I’m pretty sure I implied the exact opposite.
[ …Sort of.
he turns his head then, returning the favor of kissing his way down the other man’s throat, perhaps worrying a small mark into the pale skin there with his lips. And maybe a hint of teeth. Just enough to see what Lorenz would do.
…Or how long it would take him to remember they were still in public. Not that Sylvain is worried about that overmuch. He suspects these crowds have seen far more scandalous sights. ]
[Is this what Sylvain considers working?? Sure, Lorenz has kissed him quite a few times and in various places, but is that Working... Is that Successful...
He's not going to argue that Sylvain definitely implied he's mediocre, because he absolutely did; he simply scoffs and rolls his eyes, which Sylvain doesn't even see! The nerve! But ah, the press of lips down his neck is - pleasant, enough that he generously pushes his hair out of the way without comment.
Well, almost. Must Sylvain nibble at him. His shirt collar goes only so high.]
[ He feels that's a very valid argument here. Obviously something was successful.
The mild warning just has him sucking instead of letting teeth press in. Although that's just as likely to leave a mark, really. He chuckles as he does it, because that was specifically above the line of Lorenz' collar for a reason. Although he might not realize there's anything there until later. ]
Why? Not enjoying yourself, Lorenz?
[ He's taking that baring of his throat as evidence to the contrary, but he lets his hand slide free to slide down over the man's torso now. and maybe purposefully flicking his thumb over where he knows the man's nipple is tucked away beneath his clothes, circling the area with teasing intent. ]
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Date: 2023-12-23 04:13 pm (UTC)[ Sylvain just arches an eyebrow at that demand, because really, Lorenz? ]
I seem to recall getting an adequate kiss from you and then making my departure. You're right about the apology, unless you'd prefer for me to lie to you over a matter I have no remorse over. But you're the one that stalked after me and made a scene, I should be asking you that question.
And I don't supposed you made sure there wasn't another sprig of mistletoe overhead before you stopped me here, either, did you?
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Date: 2023-12-23 04:47 pm (UTC)You and I are not friends, nor are we allies, so pardon me for doubting the innocence of your intentions. Any reasonable man in your position would have moved on as soon as he recognized me, and yet!
[So it's the secret conspiracy to humiliate him thing, again. He makes a face then, pointedly not looking at Sylvain. Mmmm mmm, he shouldn't, ugh-]
"Adequate"?
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Date: 2023-12-23 05:30 pm (UTC)We may not be either of those things, but we are at least familiar faces in a sea of strangers. I thought - mistakenly, apparently - that that at least might count as something, but I'll consider myself corrected and not repeat it, then.
[ He's not really miffed, but he's good at playing it, as he releases his hold on Lorenz waist without warning. ]
Trust me, 'adequate' was a compliment. You're going to have to get some more practice in, Lorenz, if you're going to get through this game of theirs. Or at least learn how to pretend to like kissing.
[ Is that a taunt? Absolutely. ]
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Date: 2023-12-23 05:45 pm (UTC)Your concern for my welfare is so touching. [dry...] Not that it's any of your business, but under the proper circumstances, I enjoy kissing just as well as anyone else.
[A beat, pointed. Ahem. Anyway. The "game," ugh.]
You need to work on your compliments.
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Date: 2023-12-23 06:07 pm (UTC)[ Stepping back and away from the other man, that sly smirk remains in place on Sylvain's lips as he props his hands on his hips. ]
So did you chase me down to attempt to improve my poor opinion of your skills or can I just tune the rest of this out and continue on my way now? It's okay, some people get performance anxiety. I promise not to tell anyone.
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Date: 2023-12-23 08:55 pm (UTC)Ahaha— you know, it's quite reassuring to find that after all these years, you still behave like the lout you were at the Academy. Vapid and one-note all the way down; I was nearly afraid you'd gone through any kind of personal development.
[sorry bud........
Lorenz puffs himself up a bit, giving his hair a little flip. Hmph.]
If you so desperately want me to prove my skills to you, you will have to keep your hands to yourself.
[That's absolutely the handful of food and drink he's had from this awful place talking, but like, just... stand there?]
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Date: 2023-12-24 06:11 am (UTC)And this is why you only get an ‘adequate’. You’re not meant to keep your hands to yourself when kissing, you realize? Where did you learn how to do this, with a training dummy?
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Date: 2023-12-24 06:23 am (UTC)You misunderstand me yet again— Your hands have grabbed at me enough for one day, and so must remain at your sides; mine are under no such obligation.
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Date: 2023-12-24 06:29 am (UTC)Ahh, I see. So you want me to imitate the training dummy for you. Got it. Alright, then, Lorenz. Let’s see what you’ve got.
[ He crooks his finger at the other man before deliberately - and dramatically, tucking his hands behind his back and standing there patiently, one corner of his lips quirking upwards in a smirk that definitely holds a hint of a dare in it. ]
deadass flipped a coin for whether this went smoochways or whacking in the face ways. sighs
Date: 2023-12-24 07:14 am (UTC)[Ha HA take THAT-- anyway this is absolutely not an admission of kissing a training dummy, don't even start. He ignores the crooked finger for both of their sakes - Sylvain might as well not have hands! It's real! - and steps back in closer, on purpose, considering Sylvain with a slight cant of his head. Perhaps if he pretends Sylvain is still some anonymous redhead...
Whatever. He cups his cheek with one hand, settling his other hand down on his hip - honestly, a little bit just to be annoying about the whole hands thing - and leans in to kiss him before he does something else infuriating like wiggling his eyebrows. It isn't hasty and indignant this time but softer, slower like one might kiss an actual lover.
Let the record show: he's better at kissing when he's not constantly pigtail-pulling and having an episode about mistletoe. Kissing the rude little smirk off Sylvain's face is a bonus, for sure, but mostly Lorenz isn't thinking about that. No, despite it all, it's easy to focus on Sylvain's mouth warm against his.
(Let the record show, 2: ugh, he's going to be so insufferable)]
Lbr that’s a constant 50/50 with these two
Date: 2023-12-25 03:30 am (UTC)At least this kiss felt a little bit more like a real kiss. Not that the angry one earlier hadn’t been fun in its own way. But there might just be hope for Lorenz yet.
Sylvain bumps his estimate up to maybe two weeks before Lorenz gets eaten alive by this place, with cautious optimism.
And while he behaves himself and keeps his hands tucked behind him, as he’d been instructed, Sylvain doesn’t need those to continue playing the tease. His tongue brushes playfully against Lorenz’s lips, seeing if he can coax him into deepening this kiss. Loosening up a little more. Maybe doing more with his own hands than just resting one against his hip. ]
passing him a note that says "get out of my school" energy
Date: 2023-12-25 04:24 am (UTC)(It helps, of course, that even without letting Sylvain touch him he still feels that residual bloom of warmth, like earlier—probably a trick of this place, but whatever.)
All things considered. Each piece weighed against the others, and separately. All things thoroughly considered, he... does prefer Sylvain keeping his hands behind his back. Who knew he could listen! So maybe Lorenz does tilt his head just so, and part his lips invitingly, although not without a light hmm against Sylvain's mouth, so he doesn't suddenly become obnoxious about it.
It's certainly preferable to being pestered and mocked about his kissing prowess. Hmph. He slips one hand around to the back of Sylvain's neck and the other up from his hip, actually, to rove a little directionlessly over his chest.]
he did that already
Date: 2023-12-26 10:49 pm (UTC)But just so the other man doesn't think he actually needs his hands for this part, he tips his head slightly to better improve the angle where they meet. Deepening the kiss on his own, he delves in to challenge Lorenz' control of the moment. Putting his considerable skills to use here, because his reputation hadn't all been gossip after all.
And he wants to see if Lorenz will fight back, or get distracted and give in. ]
he'll do it again
Date: 2023-12-26 11:26 pm (UTC)Now, it would be... weird, for Sylvain to not participate even if he can't use his hands; it would be very strange, and Lorenz acknowledges that, and yet he still feels the press of Sylvain's tongue and assumes that this is another scenario in which every possible response eventually leads to yet another "ha ha silly Gloucester you are so stuck up and unworldly" moment, which.
Well. In his defense, that's already happened here, like, twice. So he pushes back instead, intending to stay in the lead with more heat to the kiss and teeth tugging at Sylvain's lower lip.
Impatiently drumming his fingers on his chest is just the Lorenz Extraness Moment, as a bonus.]
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Date: 2023-12-29 05:35 am (UTC)He enjoys the rough edge the man’s added to the kiss, making a soft sound of approval as he, for once, surrenders to it. Letting Lorenz have the win and the control for the moment as he leans into the other man.
Still keeping his hands behind his back, of course. ]
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Date: 2023-12-29 05:36 pm (UTC)It's not what he expects; beyond mockery, he'd have thought Sylvain would only ever want to be blustering on about his many skills by charging on ahead. Hm.
Well, he's learned something new, he supposes. He hums into Sylvain's mouth, like, thoughtfully? He's evaluating even now, weighing the situation at the same time as exploring the inside of Sylvain's mouth. One of them tastes like those gaudy cocktails, maybe both - it's hard to tell.
After a moment Lorenz dips his hand down, fingers tracing Sylvain's chest and around his side to grip one of his wrists. Without pulling away from the kiss he holds for another beat and then taps a finger against Sylvain's hand, pointedly. He may have one hand, for good behavior.]
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Date: 2023-12-30 12:44 am (UTC)So without pulling away, he slides it around to lift and cup against the nape of Lorenz' neck. Fingers thread in his hair there, even as he draws him closer again, letting his hold shift the angle slightly. Teeth nip lightly at the man's lip as he gives a thoughtful hum in return. And maybe lets his nails scrape lightly against his scalp as he holds him still to kiss him deeper. ]
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Date: 2023-12-30 07:54 am (UTC)But ah, he's with the program, problem averted. And it's not only good-because-no-one-ruined-it, it's good because it's good, the feeling of fingers in his hair and against his scalp sending a shiver through him, undeniably compelling. He slides his fingers up to Sylvain's shirt collar and then dips just barely past it, settling against the column of his throat. Ignore that his hands are a little cold, that just happens.
The thing at the back of his mind that pulls a string taut suspiciously every time Sylvain so much as twitches finally doesn't, for once; Lorenz makes a noise that is... tentative approval, when Sylvain kisses him deeper. He slides his tongue against the other's, licking into his mouth as invitingly as he can muster.]
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Date: 2024-01-04 04:43 pm (UTC)The tug in his hair is a lot more clear, at least. He makes a noise, brief and low with the feeling that it would be a little chiding if his mouth wasn't otherwise occupied. Yes, yes, he gets it-- he presses further into Sylvain's mouth, kissing him deeply again, and then - pulls back, to press a kiss to the other's lower lip, then down to his jaw, and on... He's maybe accepting comments now.]
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Date: 2024-01-05 06:13 am (UTC)…Granted, there’s a very good reason for that.
He hums as he comes up for air, letting that grip in the man’s hair loosen to card fingers through it instead. Nails raking lightly against his scalp. His eyes are a shade darker, but his lips are curved in a familiar grin as he tips his head slightly. It bares his throat to the trail of Lorenz’s lips as it works around a breathy swallow at the feel of his mouth moving across sensitive skin. ]
Hmm. Not bad. Looks like there’s hope for you after all, Lorenz.
[ Yeah, it’s probably a bad idea to let him talk. He can’t seem to help himself when there’s someone he can taunt a reaction out of. ]
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Date: 2024-01-05 12:09 pm (UTC)At least Sylvain has the decency to react to the downward trend of his lips; that's nearly good of him.]
I knew you were incorrigible, of course, [muttered against his skin, this, and punctuated by another kiss,] but I had presumed your dedication to self-sabotage was, hm, unintentional.
[Trying to tick him off while he's being so nice and generous? Sylvain!]
I should have realized from the start that you would deem me mediocre regardless of anything actually observed. That much is my own mistake, I will admit.
[Another sigh! Woe is Lorenz, yet again. And yet he's still giving Sylvain this attention, despite it all.]
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Date: 2024-01-06 05:19 am (UTC)Is it self-sabotage when it’s working? [ Don’t try to understand Sylvain logic, that way lies madness. ] And I never said you were mediocre. In fact, I’m pretty sure I implied the exact opposite.
[ …Sort of.
he turns his head then, returning the favor of kissing his way down the other man’s throat, perhaps worrying a small mark into the pale skin there with his lips. And maybe a hint of teeth. Just enough to see what Lorenz would do.
…Or how long it would take him to remember they were still in public. Not that Sylvain is worried about that overmuch. He suspects these crowds have seen far more scandalous sights. ]
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Date: 2024-01-07 04:23 am (UTC)[Is this what Sylvain considers working?? Sure, Lorenz has kissed him quite a few times and in various places, but is that Working... Is that Successful...
He's not going to argue that Sylvain definitely implied he's mediocre, because he absolutely did; he simply scoffs and rolls his eyes, which Sylvain doesn't even see! The nerve! But ah, the press of lips down his neck is - pleasant, enough that he generously pushes his hair out of the way without comment.
Well, almost. Must Sylvain nibble at him. His shirt collar goes only so high.]
Mind yourself.
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Date: 2024-01-07 09:40 pm (UTC)[ He feels that's a very valid argument here. Obviously something was successful.
The mild warning just has him sucking instead of letting teeth press in. Although that's just as likely to leave a mark, really. He chuckles as he does it, because that was specifically above the line of Lorenz' collar for a reason. Although he might not realize there's anything there until later. ]
Why? Not enjoying yourself, Lorenz?
[ He's taking that baring of his throat as evidence to the contrary, but he lets his hand slide free to slide down over the man's torso now. and maybe purposefully flicking his thumb over where he knows the man's nipple is tucked away beneath his clothes, circling the area with teasing intent. ]
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